Lyrics:
forget to live for me
She's like Medusa turned my heart to stone
But when she calls I still pick up the phone
I can't leave her alone
I can tell by her
Dearie, do you remember when we
Waltzed to the Sousa band
My wasn't the music grand
Chowder parties down by the seashore
Every Fourth of July,
and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds that warble on key
Make way for prince Ali!
Dearie, do you remember when we
Waltzed to the Sousa band
My wasn't the music grand
Chowder parties down by the seashore
Every Fourth
I like your mother
I like your brother
I like you
And you like me too
We'll get a preacher
I'll buy a ring
We'll hire a band
With an accordion
quite a lot. maybe that's normal when the band's not
On the scene for a while. but after that it feels really good to have,
Actually, a new album ready
Highland Paddy
By my side you'll surely stand
Hear the people shout for freedom
We'll rise in the morning
With the Fenian band
Rise in the morning with
a
Mentality that suppresses humanity
Some of you here probably remember the night
When the Donda tweets came through
Me and I started talking about professions
when the sunrise
I break one down, and the rest goin for the high
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block
homie just died boy, keep ya head up (head up)
I remember when I pulled my first foreign car on Lamron (Lamron)
I remember sellin' dope on Dipset,
you duck when we drive by
Undead!
Motha` fucka` it`s time to ride.. ride
Undead!
Won`t you punks just die.. die.. die
Undead!
Run on me, you gon end up in last place
I be rolling up bands in the fast lane
Finna dump you when you end in the ashtray
I be keepin it together like
stop at nothing
I remember when the angel persuaded
By a failure to grasp the present
Woven intertwined
The next epoch comes into being
Dearie, do you remember when we
Waltzed to the Sousa band
My wasn't the music grand
Chowder parties down by the seashore
Every Fourth of July,
I ain't usin' hands, let them rubber bands get ya (get 'em)
It take money to go to war and we can go to war, nigga (get 'em)
I ain't no real rapper,
I ain't usin' hands, let them rubber bands get ya (get 'em)
It take money to go to war and we can go to war, nigga (get 'em)
I ain't no real rapper,
fast-forward to 2009
And 2012 when we left an impression on the minds
Of the people makin' sure we remember if we slightly doubted
That the world was ending
Counting the band
Yeah I’m coutin the paper
Run up on me you get cut like a taper
I did this all by myself
I ain't never ask no one for no favor
I can still make the whole place shimmer
And when I meet the band
They ask, "Do you have a man?"
I can still say, "I don't remember"
Familiarity
We can't remember when the
End of times came
It's all blurred within our minds
And we cried
Our souls are achin'
Our souls are shaken
Beaten, broken
of character's correct, it's gonna be by the letter tonight.
Now stop me when I get to 17.
Excuse me, baby.
I bet you didn't know I had a piece of this
open, Dookie Ropes on the bells
When everything is gold, who cares about the carats?
They say that gold's the skin of the gods
You can't take the band
Hills
And West Virginian land
And an old time family blue grass band
Our God fearing mum and daddy raised
Us young ‘uns on a song
By the banks where old
and pop-a-lock'a
Still no drinkin', just bought this champagne here to wash this vodka
Punk band merchandise patches on leather coats
Tell you tales of illegal
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